It’ll be okay whispered a chorus of angels to the weeping child. Though it is not today, dear one. Angelic harmonies made her hold on through the long night, never forgetting the words of their song. It’ll be okay.
Tag / fight to survive
There are the days I dance through. The days that when I breathe I can feel a rush as the air fills my body, reminding me to live. These are the days that I hold onto. There are days that I dance across the room. My babies hold tight to my neck and lean […]
A hole deep and dark Its depths reaching further down than the eye can see. Long ago left by its creator, the stones that line the inside keep it from crumbling in on itself. Supported by the weight of the muck and water, the walls hold steadfast. Storms come. Years pass. Heavy rains fill […]
She sat with a knife to her stomach. The one that was usually kept under her pillow to keep the monsters at bay as she slept. The monster was inside her now. She had to get him out and no amount of purging or starving had worked. This was the option left to her. She […]